Datang romantic little landlord

"Open the banquet!" Lao Cunzheng yelled, and more than 500 people in the village eagerly stretched out their chopsticks at the same time.

Although no one has seen these dishes on the table, and they don't know how Li Wangyou's cooking skills are, but they are all meat!

Even if it is cheap meat, there are few people in the village who can taste meat. Only the Niu family brothers often go to Qinling to hunt, and occasionally they can taste meat.Moreover, most of the harvest of the Niu family brothers is also taken to the county town to exchange for grain, and there are not many opportunities to feast on it.

Many women and aunts in the village are still muttering, the good meat will not be spoiled by the young man of the Li family, what is the way of doing this?Shouldn't the meat be cooked in a large pot and then eaten with sauce?

But when the first bite of meat was caught by the chopsticks and sent into the mouth, the slander in my heart disappeared, and there was no other sound except chewing at the originally noisy banquet.

meat!

Fragrant!

The color is ruddy, the meat is fragrant, and the taste is soft and rotten... One bite is full of happiness.

These villagers who rarely have the opportunity to eat meat, many men and mothers-in-law couldn't help crying at this moment.And those children stuffed their cheeks all over the floor, and several children almost choked because they ate too fast.

Talk and chat?Who has that spare time, no matter adults, children or toothless old people, there is only flesh in their eyes at this moment.

Including the old village, the whole village looks like this starving ghost reincarnated.

Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao looked at each other and shook their heads silently.

In their view, it is because they are too poor that these farmers rarely eat meat all year round, which is why they are so miserable.

Even Yang Zuan blamed himself a little. These are the people under his rule, but their lives are difficult, and it is dishonorable to say the least.

After Li Er became emperor, he cleaned up a large number of old bureaucrats from the former Sui Dynasty. At the same time, he rectified the administration of officials and severely punished corruption.

Yang Zuan learned from Yu Shinan, and learned seven or eight points of the old man's righteousness.However, no matter how loving and close Yang Zuan is to the people, he is not the God of Wealth, nor is he capable of making the people of Tang Dynasty rich.

In the prosperous age of Zhenguan, the people are still suffering.

Stretching out his chopsticks and picking up a piece of Dongpo's elbow, Yang Zuan actually felt a little queasy.

The nobles of the Tang Dynasty hardly ate cheap meat like pork, let alone the fatty meat that looked so greasy.

But out of the psychology of having fun with the people, and also to give face to the young man Li Wangyou, Yang Zuan still resisted and put the meat into his mouth.

The next moment, Yang Zuan's eyes widened in disbelief.

The aroma of meat instantly occupied the entire mouth, the fat meat was not greasy, the lean meat had a little bit of chewiness, and the fat meat mixed in it melted away at once, with a hint of sweetness.

That elbow, the pork skin is crispy, melts in the mouth, with a bit of the gelatinous taste of the skin...Fat but not greasy, cakey but not rotten, it is really the best!

"This, is this really pork?" Yang Zuan still couldn't believe that what he ate just now was "cheap meat", even the beef and mutton he had eaten usually didn't have such a taste!

Li Wangyou chuckled, and dragged his words: "Of course!"

"What dish is this?"

"Dongpo Elbow." Li Wangyou replied without thinking too much.

Yang Zuan looked puzzled: "What is Dongpo's elbow?"

Li Wangyou was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that Su Dongpo would take hundreds of years to be born.This Dongpo elbow is a special delicacy in Sichuan cuisine. It is rumored that it is a traditional famous dish made by Su Dongpo's wife Wang Fu. It was named after Su Dongpo loved it very much.

But he couldn't explain it to Yang Zuan in that way, and he rolled his eyes and replied: "This kid came up with it by accident on the eastern hillside, so it was named Dongpo Elbow."

Yang Zuan shook his head: "No, no, since Ziyou created this dish, why not call it Wangyou elbow? It means that it was created by Ziyou, and it can also describe the deliciousness of this delicacy. It makes people forget to eat it, haha. "

His words made Li Wangyou so tender on the outside, Dongpo's elbow turned into Wangyou's elbow?Is this really okay?

Liu Xiao on the side also nodded repeatedly: "Ming Fu is right, Wangyou elbow is much more elegant than Dongpo elbow."

Li Wangyou was speechless, come on, let's forget about the elbow, anyway, he is getting more and more shameless now, plagiarizing a lot, so it doesn't matter.

On the other hand, Su Changqing, who was at the side, heard the conversation of several people. In order not to laugh out loud, he suppressed his pretty face flushing and his body trembling.

Li Wangyou looked at Su Changqing who was trying to hold back his smile speechlessly, and silently rolled his eyes, hey, what a disgrace!

After Yang Zuan removed "Dongpo Elbow" from history, he stopped talking nonsense, chopsticks began to dance around the banquet, and he was full of praise for almost every dish.

Liu Xiao was no better than Yang Zuan, and was even worse. After eating pork with chopsticks, he didn't have the time to talk to Yang Zuan, so he started to feast on himself.

In fact, strictly speaking, Li Wangyou's cooking skills are average, far worse than Su Changqing's.

However, pig-killing dishes, such as pig-killing dishes, do not necessarily require too delicate craftsmanship, and Su Changqing is not good at it, let alone cooking in such a large pot.

But even so, Li Wangyou's culinary skills can be called miraculous in Datang, where stir-fried dishes are not yet popular, and pork is only cheap meat.

The fat man Qiu Kun ate so much that he almost swallowed his tongue, and he didn't dislike any farmer anymore, and he had a great time grabbing meat with a table of farmers.

After a long time, this guy finally patted his stomach in satisfaction and put down the bowl and chopsticks.

"Xiao Lang, your pig-killing meal is really delicious. I finally understand what Sanyue doesn't know the taste of meat. Hey, how can I eat the food in those restaurants in Chang'an in the future?"

He had just finished speaking, when Yang Zuan glared at him angrily: "I don't know how to learn! Zizai heard "Shao" in Qi, and I don't know the taste of meat in March. Is that what you mean?"

Qiu Kun didn't understand, so he blinked his eyes with a puzzled look on his face.

Li Wangyou explained with a smile: "Sanyue doesn't know the taste of meat, which means that she is single-minded, engrossed, and doesn't care about other things."

It was only then that Qiu Kun realized that he had misunderstood the meaning. He was thick-skinned, and he didn't feel ashamed just by laughing.

The farmers finally slowed down the speed of grabbing food after eating seventy percent full, and started toasting each other with their homemade rice wine.

In front of Li Wangyou's banquet, there were countless villagers holding wine bowls and lining up to offer them a bowl.

Seeing this scene, Li Wangyou's face turned dark...

070 Butchered Pig Rice [-]

What enmity do these farmers have against themselves?

If he drank all these hundreds of bowls of rice wine, it might not be a problem of getting drunk, but of alcohol poisoning.

No matter how low the degree of rice wine is, it can't hold up to this amount. Datang should have opened the gastric lavage first aid business, right?

"Everyone, first respect Yang Mingfu and Mr. Liu for a bowl." Li Wangyou shamelessly and directly blamed Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao.

His words made Yang Zuan and Liu Xiao's faces darken. Hundreds of villagers lined up to toast, no one could bear it.

Fortunately, Lao Cunzheng had eyesight and saw the embarrassment of the three of them, so he quickly stepped forward to stop the enthusiastic villagers.He came forward to toast three bowls of water and wine to Li Wangyou, Yang Zuan, and Liu Xiao on behalf of more than 100 households in Dingzhou Village, which finally made those villagers calm down.

More than 500 villagers in Dingzhou Village smiled and enjoyed a meal of slaughtering pigs.

The Niu family brothers were well-informed in the village, but they were still overwhelmed by Li Wangyou's pig-killing meal.